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Sunday, March 05, 2006

sial.

[the hell with manners. hanizah is angry. it's my space anyway, so i can use all the four-letter words that i want]

on tuesday haritu i had to follow my master and another lawyer to to melaka for a hearing. i had to be at the perkarangan of our office by 6.45 a.m. being the good chambee that i am, i reached there at 6.20.

the only place up and BUZZLING and BRIGHT was restoran Lotus, a 24-hour mamak restaurant at Jalan TAR, in front of Maju Junction [am i being descriptive enough?]. there were other patrons there also and it seemed the most reasonable place to be, so i parked my car right in front of the restaurant.

since it was quite early, i went inside the restaurant and ordered a drink. then suddenly my bladder failed me, so i juz HAD TO GO TO THE TOILET! [MY FIRST MISTAKE]. i cant go to the toilet in my office building cuz lagi la bahaya]. the toilet at the restaurant is at the back, and another entrance had to be used.

so i went. it was co-ed, and there were 3 toilet stalls, all were empty, and i went into the farthest one [MY SECOND MISTAKE. LADIES, USE THE TOILET NEAREST TO THE EXIT]

when i was inside, someone tried to push open my door. i was TERRIFIED, i tried to think of something. i was thinking of calling someone from my handphone, but who? and what use would that bring - the person on the other line wont be there!

the only viable weapon that i had in my handbag was my carkeys. i placed each key in between my fingers, so that it would have the effect of a knuckle, a type of weapon [which i think was smart, considering it's the only resource that i had, but bart laughed like a gay chicken when i told him. huh!!]

i had this sudden rush of bravery and strength, so i SLAMMED open the door, and as i suspected, there was this guy outside, wearing the Lotus uniform, in front of the 1st stall..

..AND HIS PANTS WAS OPEN, HANGING AT HIS KNEES!!!!!

"oh shit!"

i kept my game-face on, and QUICKLY walked past through to the toilet exit. he had this SICK PSYCHOTIC smile on his face. Ya Allah Ya Tuhanku, Alhamdulillah, he didnt touch me. i quickly rushed to my office building.

after that it occured to me, i shouldve reported it to the restaurant's manager or something, but after a few days, until today, i cant walk past that restaurant without hyper-ventilating and shaking and wanting to cry. i can't go back! [it was so close, that asshole was all ready for action!] so forgive me girls, for i cant put a future rapist in jail.

now do you understand my vulgarity?

i think what made me safe was the surge of bravery. thanks to Allah and that class with Mr. Uva "How To Turn Your Fear Into Anger" [girls, tak payah martial arts ke, pepper-spray sume2 tu. if tak tau nak conquer your fear, tak guna jugak] tapi skarang, im so takut, tapi tu lain cerita

sigh.. im so glad that was over. but on the 17th, i have to go back to melaka for a hearing, which means that i have to go reach KL at 6.30 am again..

i juz PRAY i wont have to use a strange toilet this time..

Sunday, March 05, 2006

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